Where a flash mob of folks spend five minutes all writing on the same topic and then share ‘em over @thegypsymama.
This week the word is friend.
Before I met Jesus, I wasn’t a very good friend. I had no idea how to be a friend. Friendship wasn’t really modeled for me at home. I was mostly a taker. I was needy and wanting to be loved so much that I sucked the life out of people. The minute I sensed you didn’t like me, I severed the friendship and disappeared deeper into the cave I inhabited. After Jesus, I had no idea how to be a good friend. But all of a sudden I had more friends than I knew what to do with. God! What’s up with all these people wanting to be my friend? The road to understanding real friendship has been long and winding. I don’t have it all figured out yet. But at least I’m moving in the right direction now. 🙂